I own nothing and all mistakes about Alcatraz are my own

PS – This IS an M story; there will be adult things happen in this story.

His mouth pulled up into a smirk, looking me in the eye. He took a deep breath, opening his mouth he went to speak but shut it again. Lifting his hand up, he pulled away a blond strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear. Pushing up off his bed, his lips caught mine; a large crackle broke the silence in the room. Pulling away, I brought my hand up to my lips. He zapped me; I felt a shrill of excitement pulse through my body. Starting in my lips and ending in my toes, he looked at him. His face guarded in expression.

"Wow" I whispered, he smirked.

"You didn't even give me a chance to get into it" he said, I felt myself blush.

Moving forward again, I sat down beside him; his black eye was starting to yellow along with the other along his jaw.

"You're beautiful, you know that right?" he said, my heart began to flutter.

Smiling I leaned forward and kissed him again, his arm laced around my back. Securing my flimsy frame to him, gripping onto his damaged arm I held onto him tightly. Not wanting to let this moment go, he smiled slightly while kissing me.

Again, betrayal washed through me. Tommy was such a nice guy, although he was a bit protective he was genuinely sweet. I know that the earrings he got were all his idea; my father still thought I wanted a doll last year. Again, I was broken back into reality when I felt pressure against my left breast. He was caressing it, well most squeezing it; my blood started to pump. He was rough... I liked it.

Letting out a light moan, I pushed my chest harder down onto Ray. Squeezing my breast harder, his lips became rougher against mine. The distinct curtain being reefed back was the scariest noise I've ever heard. Latched on there was no lying about this, pulling away I turned to face the guard. Who was most likely Tommy; my hazel eyes caught with his I knew those eyes anywhere, because I see them every day.

"Darren!" I yelped, he started to change colours rapidly.

He was white, then red than white again. Oh god, Tommy's best friend! Reaching forward, he gripped my arm; pulling me away from Ray. He let me go instantly, holding me beside him. I looked up at Darren with fear.

"You whore!" he yelled at me, I flinched away.

Lifting his right hand up, I felt the deafening pain as my father slapped me across the face. I didn't get to scream like I wanted, but he was too angry to even begin to plead with. Pulling me from the room, he flung me away from him. Stumbling forward I fell into the nearest wall, turning around I was surrounded by his large frame.

"You don't understand!" I said, trying to sound strong.

Gripping the back of my hair again I looked into his cold eyes "I'll forget what I saw today, if, you stop playing games with Tommy I've had enough of you and your perfect ways" he sneered, I frowned.

"You're attending to Tommy's dirty work?" I demanded, he scoffed loudly and glared down upon me.

"No Quinn, I'm doing yours" he said, shoving me back into the wall.

Cringing into the wall, I burrowed my eyebrows into my eyes. How dare he threaten me, shove me and yell at me. Does he forget who I am?

As he walked away, I took a deep breath "Hope you enjoyed making your bed, I'm going to make certain you sleep in it" I called out to Darren who was walking down the hallway.

He stopped and turned to look at me "You don't stand a chance, you're just a woman" he said, I smirked at him.

"Exactly" I replied.

I had no idea where this surge of power was coming from; maybe it was the fear of losing Ray only getting to have him for three days. But one thing was certain, Darren had to go. I knew my father and Tommy where my best bet of firing Darren. But how was I going to do this? I couldn't just tell him that he shoved me into a wall, there's no explanation why and he'll tell them immediately about Ray and I know for sure I'll be shipped off to my mothers. The next idea that popped into my head was deliciously evil; I know understand why I always thought the prisoners. Walking back to Ray, I took a deep breath; he smiled up at me. My breath caught in my throat; why was he so beautiful!

"Are you okay?" he asked, I nodded.

Moving so I was beside his bed, I smiled at him slightly "I need you know to hit me, hard"

The shock that crossed his face was almost amusing to watch. His eyes were wide and his mouth popped open.

"I'm not hitting you" he stammered out.

I sighed and leant down closer to his face, jutting my bottom lip out "Please"

He shook his head "no!"

Kissing him gently I pulled away "Are you sure?" I asked he nodded.

"You know I don't get you, you're so innocent and bubbly but now you want me to hit you?" he said, I shrugged.

"I still am that girl, but I just got busted by a guard kissing you, if my father finds out about this I'm screwed, I'll be living in North Carolina and I don't like it up there, I like it here" I said, he shook his head.

"You know he's one of the guards that held onto my while Tommy put me here, I'm sure his intentions or accusations will go away if you play house wife with that Tommy kid" he said, I frowned.

Standing up straight I sighed "Are you going to hit me or not?" I demanded.

"I certainly hope not, Quinn" I heard Dr. Bourne say.

Turning around, I was again busted this time by Dr. Bourne and my father. He looked at him with cold eyes.

"You're meant to be at school Quinn" my father said prying his cold eyes from Ray to me, I coughed lightly.

"I'm feeling a little phlegm-y today, daddy and I were listening to stories from Ray here and I thought they'd make me feel better and we got into a light argument over the real story of...Sleeping Beauty which I'm rehearsing for the school play, tada!" I lied, awkwardly.

My father nodded "You always were a terrible liar Quinny, get to the barge, you'll be late for school otherwise" he said.

Damn it!

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